"There's still half an hour before we cross the barrier. Mr. Su, shouldn't we make some preparations?"
Called out, Su Mo, who was sitting in the pilot's seat sketching and writing, looked up with interest. "Like what?"
"Like putting aside writing our last wills for now. After all, if we die, these things won't slowly drift back to the wasteland. We could try using psychic energy water to create some new particles and see if they can cause any changes to the barrier of the Gods. Or we could prepare our weapons in case we can fight our way through. We could even..."
"Uh, alright, if you think it's necessary!"
In the final hour before crossing the barrier, with the exception of Su Deben, these researchers ultimately couldn't contain their curiosity. Starting with the biologist Zhuo Junfan, Su Mo took the time to get to know them during this final stretch.
